After entering Conan's name in the Add Friends option in WeChat, Ang Lee clicked search, but unfortunately the search result was that there was no such person. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Could it be said? The plot hasn't unfolded yet, is Conan Edogawa still Shinichi Kudo?

Li An realized that he typed again, but the target of the search became Kudo Shinichi.

"Lao Li, are you at home?"

Suddenly, there was an inquiry at the door.

Hurriedly hid his mobile phone in the desk drawer, Li An ran to the door, opened the door, and the old man in front of him was thin, dark, smoking an old dry cigarette, wearing only a pair of white pants, slightly hunched back.

"Little Lizi, where's your dad?"

The old man raised his rough and calloused hand and rubbed Li An's hair, looked into the room, and looked a little disappointed that Li Wenshi was not at home.

"Old... Uncle Zhong? Ang Lee was a little unsure.

"I said Xiao Lizi, if you don't see each other for a day, will you forget your old uncle?" Chen Laozhong took a puff of dry tobacco and a kind smile appeared on his face.

"How dare I!"

Li An touched the back of his head embarrassedly, hurriedly got out of the way, and said:

"Uncle Zhong, come in and sit down, my father will be here in a while."

After taking a puff of dry tobacco, Chen Laozhong waved his hand:

"You don't have to sit. You remember to tell your dad that there is a salvage job by the Bagong River, and ask him if he is doing it? One hundred dollars a day. If you're lucky enough to catch something, you'll be rewarded with 3,000 yuan. ”

The Hako River? Fishing in the river?

Li An frowned slightly, his face was thoughtful, and he had a vague impression.

"Why are you stunned? Small plums. ”

Chen Laozhong patted Li An's head melon seeds, smoked a dry cigarette, and warned:

"Little Lizi, Uncle Zhong can warn you, the Bagong River is deep. Don't go into the water for money, you kid, or your dad will have to break your legs. ”

"Rest assured. Uncle Zhong, I can't do this kind of thing. ”

"It's good that you understand. Then remember to tell your father, I will go upstream to find that Professor Wang and go down to the river. ”

After speaking, Chen Laozhong smoked a dry cigarette and turned around and left leisurely.

Professor Wang? Wang Weizheng!?

Ang Lee patted his head, and finally remembered the strange things that happened in the year of the Bagong River.

In the summer of that year, Wang Weizheng, accompanied by Wang Lei, the director of the local police station, summoned coolies living in the Bagong River to go down to the river to find a wooden box, and finally found the wooden box in a downstream section of the river.

It is precisely because of this wooden box box that has been taken away that strange things have happened in the Bagong River for several months, and there are often old and young women and children who have disappeared inexplicably, which has caused the residents living near the Bagong River to be worried and frightened.

Li An remembered that during that time, his father Li Wenshi was persuaded by Chen Laozhong to temporarily move to Chen Laozhong's residence, and lived for more than three months before the situation calmed down.

Could it be that the head ghost is suppressed under the Bagong River? Is the wooden box some kind of treasure not?

This thought popped up in Li An's mind, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was some truth, especially since he had experienced Ling Ruofei, an immortal cultivator, and even more felt that there were unknown dangers and opportunities hidden on the surface of the real world!

Clenching his fists and hammering his palms, Li An walked back and forth in the house, he once heard the older generation of people say that the reason why the Bagong River is called the Bagong River is that in the early Qing Dynasty, there was an immortal named He Bagong, who met this place on the road and found that there were water ghosts in the river and suppressed it.

Therefore, this river is revered by the locals as the Hagong River, in order to commemorate the departed immortal.

No way! I've got to find this wooden box!

I really couldn't hold back the fiery thoughts of cultivating immortals, Ang Lee hammered it in his palm and made a decision, but before that, he had to flicker a few props from Doraemon's hand to save his life.

Opening the drawer, Ang Lee took out the Apple 6S and took a look, Nobita sent him a picture of his miserable and tragic life.

Nobita: Rescuer, Doraemon is not reliable at all, woo, look how hard I fell. (Crying)

It's not that Doraemon is unreliable, it's that your brain is too stupid.

Li An muttered a few words in his heart, and replied by typing:

"Did Dai Bamboo Dragonfly fall from the sky?"

Nobita: (crying) Rescuer, you are truly a man of God. I asked you when I knew I was going out.

Ang Lee: (rolls his eyes) Yes, you're going to run out and die.

Nobita: (poor) Rescuer, isn't there anything you can do to help me change my predicament? Ask for a red envelope!

Lao Tzu still expects you to send red envelopes to help me change my predicament?

Li An scolded a few words, put down his mobile phone, supported his chin with one hand, and tapped his fingers on the table quickly, thinking that once he refused, maybe Nobita would not give him a red envelope in the future, and it would even be difficult to win Doraemon's trust.

"Huh! Is that? ”

Ang Lee's gaze suddenly fell on the books on the foot of the desk, and he slapped his palms, yes! This thing is absolutely high-end!

Hurriedly pulling out a book from the foot of the table, Li An patted off the dust on the book, emptied the desk, and solemnly put the book on the table, only to see that the book was written with four big characters of dragon flying and phoenix dancing - Rulai Divine Palm.

took a photo and sent it, and Ang Lee sent out a row of soldier expressions.

"What is this?" Nobita looked puzzled, and Doraemon and Nobi Seshu also came over.

"It should be Huaxia's martial arts cheats." Nobi Shixiu touched his chin and nodded.

"I know!" Doraemon raised his palm, and said with an extremely serious expression: "This is the first martial art of Huaxia Shaolin, such as the Divine Palm." It is rumored that if anyone cultivates to become a Nyorai Divine Palm, the heavy responsibility of maintaining world peace will be entrusted to him. ”

Maintain world peace!

Nobita's eyes turned into Venus, and he hurriedly sent out rows of colorful expressions, rolling all over the ground begging for red envelopes and cheats.

Holding back a snicker, Li An glanced at the bundles of martial arts cheats next to him, and would never say that this was a scrap book that his father bought from the bookseller Lao Zhang for five cents.

ang lee: Nobita, are you sure you want it? It's very difficult to cultivate, and once you succeed in cultivating, the responsibility of maintaining world peace will be handed over to you?

Nobita: Rescuer, please rest assured that I will not fail you and the people of the world, and I will definitely maintain world peace. (Struggle)

Ang Lee: Nobita, I see that your bones are amazing, at first glance, it is a good material for martial arts, and you will definitely succeed. (Struggle)

Bite!

Maintain World Peace Red Envelope!

With a shake of his hand, Nobita excitedly opened the red envelope, and a simple and old Rulai Divine Palm appeared gorgeously.

"I want this day to no longer be able to cover my eyes, and this earth can no longer bury my heart! I, Nobita, will work hard to save the world from today onwards! ”

Nobita stood up vigorously, his eyes burned with raging flames, and the aura of the king exuded from his body shocked Doraemon and Nobi Shishu and the two of them were dumbfounded, is this still Nobita a waste wood?

"Grandpa, I also want an Apple 6S, and I also want to ask for help from the plane rescuer, don't you know? I only have 50 yuan for the New Year's Eve this year. Nobi Shishu hugged Nobi's calf and cried bitterly.

"Nobita, can you help me get an Apple 6S? I would like to ask the rescuer, how many wives will I have in the future? Doraemon grimaced shyly.

"No problem, hold me!" Nobita waved his hand domineeringly.